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November 26, 2010

The one where I go so excited I forgot my...

Thanksgiving was a wonderful holiday around here. We got to spend some time with both sides of our families. It was the most low key, no drama holiday we've had in recent memory- just fun, food and beautiful times around the dinner table with our families. The littles enjoyed playing with their cousins and I loved getting to stare at my adorable, little nephew. It was an all around glorious day.

Then this morning rolled around. My darling Sadie asked for a hot item this year for Christmas. Since the kid never ever asks for anything, I really wanted to try my hardest to make this one work. You all know I am a glutton for a bargain and the world's largest retailer was running the item as a doorbuster this morning. The deal was too good to pass up. I strategized for a week about my Black Friday shopping strategy. Last night while I was listening to the freight train that I call my snoring husband, I was mapping out my moves in my head. I was pumped up and ready to score some deals. So this morning the alarm so sweetly played harp music to wake me up at the ripe ol' hour of 3:30 am. That is also known as "Oh my God o'clock" in my book.

I rolled out of bed, took off my pj pants, threw on some jeans and left on the sweatshirt that I slept in. I swept a toothbrush across my grill and slapped some concealer on my monster zit. I was out the door within 5 minutes of waking up. I drove to the store, walked back to the electronics section and scored a ticket to get the item that I wanted. I went and stood in line to wait for the store to start passing out the items. While I was standing there hunched over my cart, my phone starts buzzing. (I had a great time texting with my girlfriends at 4am!) I reached down into my cart to get my phone out of my purse. As I did, my arm brushed across my chest and there was all kinds of jiggling that happened. I thought, "DUDE! Why are the ladies bouncing around like that down there?" And then it hit me. In my haste to get out the door, I had neglected to put on... a bra. Whoa. The girls were roaming free in public. Not pretty. In my defense, I was in Walmart where people don't always look so um...human? I fit right in. It's a good thing no running was required in my quest to get my stuff. I would have knocked some people out. I am soooo classy I can hardly stand it.

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